I was meant to find a place to eat
But I got lost
I put my step on a half-lighted place
And I met you and said “Let’s meet again”
We had a good time
We shared a great night
And we said goodbye
And keep up to one another
I was meant to stay home
But I came over
I’ve got a dozen hours for you
And I said “It’s a present”
We had a good time
We shared another warm laughter
And we said goodbye
And got closer to one another
You were meant to leave
But you came over
You’ve got days for me
And we walked the town and you said “I have a great night”
We got lost and kissed
We had a good time
And we said goodbye
And attached to one another and you said “Please bear with me”
We were meant to be happy
But my insecurities ruined it
And you said “if your insecurities are this high I don’t think there is much that I can do about it”
I got lost in my shadow side
We’re not having a good time
And not sure if I have to say goodbye
Or should I say “Please bear with me”?
What a material of un-ambiguity and preserveness of valuable experience
concerning unexpected emotions.